My mother's boyfriend-A Urban tale

Chapter 3

"I'm not hungry momma."
I told her then wrapped myself up under my blankets.
"Here..." She sat the bowl down on my dresser , "If you get hungry...eat it before it gets cold..you need something on your stomach."
I watched her walk out my room.
My head was banging and I felt like a zombie.
I got two text messages back to back on my cell phone.
One from Zulia, the other from Charles.
"Bitch you mad at me ?" Zulia asked.
I ignored her. She was wrong for leaving me for rape with some weird white guy we didn't know.
I needed some time away from her. Not a long time but, just to clear my head.
She lefted me drunk and out of it with a guy we never met, it could of went another way, just because she wanted some dick.
They both were wrong foreal.
My mom was right, sometimes Zulia could be bad news.
The text from Charles read,
"I want to answer your question you have been asking me."
I smiled as I read his message, "Ok?"
I said.
"Go sit in your car , and FaceTime me on my break at 1pm."
I blushed super hard, "Ok." I texted him.
I deleted our thread, just in case my mom so happen to go through my phone.

Once 12:58 pm rolled around, I ran to my car and jumped in.
I sat my phone on my steering wheel and called him.
He answered with a smile.
I smiled back.
"What's up Storm." He said in a smooth deep voice.
It made me warm.
"Hey." I said very shy.
"Your alone?" He asked sounding nervous.
I nodded.
"Ok, well, I think you are very beautiful. Your body is made like a grown women...your ass look so soft."
I blushed, "Better then my mom ?"
He sighed, "Well, your mom doesn't have a ass like yours but she's very beautiful too."
We both got quite on the phone for a split second.
"Well, you can touch my ass, if you want."
I said biting my lips.
"Are you fucking yet ?" He asked me.
I shook my head.
"What?" He asked confused then shook his head.